Was it her, or the idea of her? It was proposed to me that I fell in love with who I wanted her to be, but not who she was. Was I blinded by the hope that this was my end all in love, just because she had a few qualities of what I was looking for? Illusions of perfection, shattered when reality hit. Now I don't know what's harder, the fact that its over, or the fact that it never was. - NR
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